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Wednesday, June 13, 2007 ' 10:51 AM Y


Booya!~ just wanna let u guys know that managing blogs can be quite a hassle cus u will need to post multiple posts to keep those readers coming. xD requires time, patience, events to post n blahs.

He said he doesn’t love me anymore.

Shld I say I felt relieved? Or I felt sad? Relieve is due to knowing how he feels abt me. Sad is tt I cant have hopes anymore.

Hmm. Lets stay as friends first ba :]

I was folding joss paper, watching anime, eating cookies, talking on msn yesterday. That’s how I spend my day home alone. Hahax. Everyday is almost the same. Maybe I was running a marathon. Running from the fact tt my father left me. Thinking tt he was on a long long holiday enjoying himself. Sometimes I hope he’ll really return back to me. I watched those crappy videos of me n him. At least I can hear him, see him. Like wad I said to my mum, ‘stay cheerful. Cant u see that he had left us all happy memories because he was cheerful always?’ but there will be sadness. Of cus this period of time is very hard to over come. And time has been passing very fast. Sometimes I wonder. Will I forget him soon after? Will i?

Those hu knew me well knows I have stm. Short term memory. But. There is a memory tt u wont know. I can store memories as pictures. Yup. That how I rmb my past and childhood v well. N there are weird things like…. When I cry v hard because of smth I didn’t really like [maybe it made me angry, sad, agony] after crying… I will forgot wad am I crying for. Lets say im crying over a guy…. Then… after tt I realize why did I cry for him? N feel distant from him. Cus part of the memory has been erased. So my brain will think. Hu is he? Oooo someone I knew… tts all. I wont get to rmb like ‘wat did he like? Dislike? Character n blahs’ so tts y I hardly cry :] at least I will still rmb. Cus tt is the painful memory tt I have been trying to erase.

Hahax. And I talked with iman abt a lot of things. xD so fun. Abt rocking asses. Wad kind of person is joel actually. I think the whole class thinks he is a perv. N his test stated lots of v weird qns. =.= and I checked the box with NO! YOU MORONIC DISGUSTING FREAK! xD then iman n I chatted till…..350 am? Cus its like I watching anime. Chase chase chase… then he watching war video… tt pervvv. Then we like nva talk… but I keep spamming him like. SIANS. So BORED. SO SIAN. RAWs just to disturb him throughout. xD till 350 when I was dead tired then I nva disturb him le. The anime is v addictive due to it’s a detective anime. Muahahax. Ppl get killed and u find clues. Whats with the oysters? I wonder…

Today is home alone again. I will be at home! NO FOOD TO EAT!
GOSHHH. HOW? GEEs~

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